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Winter in Boston

Last Monday he went up to Boston He took his big sweater in case Now it's below zero in Boston The poor man got frozen in place Oh, send back his body from Boston We'll bury him here in the sand It's warmer down here in Austin He wasn't a travellin' man He thought he could make himself great wealth Instead he got froze to a door Didn't know nothin' 'bout weather He thought that's what sweaters was for Oh, send back his body from Boston We'll bury him next to his Pa I can hear him swearing 'bout Yankees "Coldest place that I ever saw!" 1-19-20 Contest: Strand Choice Sponsor: Brian Strand

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Date: 1/20/2020 12:02:00 AM
Well done. Reminds me a bit of one of my favorite poems by Robert Service, "The Cremation of Sam Mcgee" Check it out.
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Larry Bradfield
Date: 1/20/2020 7:58:00 AM
I should have mentioned I wrote a poem called The Baptizing of Elroy Snead here on PS right after I read Sam McGee...it's in my list
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Larry Bradfield
Date: 1/20/2020 7:54:00 AM
I happened to read Sam McGee not long ago for the first time and it was a wonderful experience. Robert Service was new to me from my limited education. Great stuff...thanks
Date: 1/19/2020 10:52:00 PM
Husband’s headed there soon! Brrr...not exactly warm here! Great poem!
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Larry Bradfield
Date: 1/20/2020 7:54:00 AM
Thank you, Kim!